[Intro]
Ayy, oh, oh, oh, oh
(We got London on the track)
Bop, bop, bop
(I'm from London, got my beat from London)
Oh yeah

[Chorus]
He think he a leader, he think he an activist
Bro sippin' that Wock', oh, he sippin' that Activis
Oh, he got the Glock, you know that he clappin' it
Run up on your bitch, you know I be mackin' it
You shippin' the static, n***a, gotta package it
You talkin' that shit, ha, I'm flaggin' it
You talkin' that shit, I don't know
I'm fuckin' your bitch, she won't leave me alone

[Verse]
Boy, I peep you movin' slow
Boy, I peep you peep my moves
[?] coming soon
Tryna hop on the wave, n***a, you ain't knew
Opp n***as tryna copy what I'm on
Monkey see, monkey do, n***a like my son
I don't wanna be a player n***a, big punk
But I had to play you n***as like Big Punk
Think this rap shit is fun, now this rap shit ain't fun
N***as gon' say you switched up, you ain't do nothing wrong
Better get busy, n***a, only busy n***as with me, n***a
I just counted up bands, like fifty, n***a
Too much racks in my jeans, don't fit me, n***a
Too much racks in my jeans, yeah
Had to get a new pair now
Feelin' like I'm somewhere, n***a, goin' up, lots of stans now
Anybody, get the flare now
When you on top, yeah, where now?
I'm fuckin' a thot, don't care, oh
I keep me a TEC, go bling-baow
[Chorus]
He think he a leader, he think he an activist
Bro sippin' that Wock', oh, he sippin' that Activis
Oh, he got the Glock, you know that he clappin' it
Run up on your bitch, you know I be mackin' it
You shippin' the static, n***a, gotta package it
You talkin' that shit, ha, I'm flaggin' it
You talkin' that shit, I don't know
I'm fuckin' your bitch, she won't leave me alone

[Verse]
Boy, I peep you movin' slow
Boy, I peep you peep my moves
[?] coming soon
Tryna hop on the wave, n***a, you ain't knew
Opp n***as tryna copy what I'm on
Monkey see, monkey do, n***a like my son
I don't wanna be a player n***a, Big Punk
But I had to play you n***as like Big Punk
Think this rap shit is fun, now this rap shit ain't fun
N***as gon' say you switched up, you ain't do nothing wrong
Better get busy, n***a
Only busy n***as with me, n***a
I just counted up bands, like fifty, n***a
Too much racks in my jeans, don't fit me, n***a
Too much racks in my jeans, yeah
Had to get a new pair now
Feelin' like I'm somewhere, n***a, goin' up, lots of stans now
Anybody, get the flare now
When you on top, yeah, where now?
I'm fuckin' a thot, don't care, oh
I keep me a TEC, go bling-baow